.. You really hate me, don’t you? Well, the feeling isn’t mutual, babe. I won’t give you the satisfaction of that. I’d rather satisfy you in o...ther ways.“Look, it wasn’t supposed to end the way that it did. You were supposed to slip first. When you didn’t, I had to take matters into my own hands. Sure, I knew that you’re a private eye, but you’re also a man, one who clearly had as much trouble being faithful as I did. You were handpicked for this, lover. The divorce was nothing more than a means. How did my sister not hear us, I turned my head and looked down the hall and both her and my brother’s doors were still closed, but our sex sounds were loud enough to wake everyone on the bottom floor. I began to grunt louder as he drove his cock deeper and harder into my gaping hole, pounding me on the steps and squeezing my ass cheeks while he slid his thumbs in and out of my rectum. “It looks like you had a late night meeting with your brother.” He leaned over and whispered in my ear while. The hotel, the Melia Alicante had been built on piece of land that jutted out to sea, possibly once part of the harbour wall. On the other side, it overlooked a marina but on my side it overlooked a small beach on which I could look down on a dozen topless young women getting an all-over sun tan.After feasting my eyes on the topless girls below, I crashed out on the king sized double bed, and fell asleep. A gentle knocking on the door woke me up at about five o’clock. I answered it and was. I attached the handcuffs to the bars. I then constructed the sling. Then I placed all the other apparatus on the table. The whips, collars, additional handcuffs, ball gag, the spreader bar, blindfold and containers of wax with a lighter next to it.I limbered up and prepared for the festivities. I put on a large coat with a hood, leather gloves on my hands, safety boots on my feet, metal cock ring and prepared for the fun to come. I knocked on the toilet door "Come in" she said. I stepped.